I don't want to talk to you about angry malevolent ghosts because I try to avoid them. They are angry earthbound people usually killers of people or torturers of people who are mentally ill from a variety of causes not all their own.
But, I want to tell you about a good ghost who took her own life because her U.S. Soldier Boy in World War II didn't come back who lived in a house we lived in down at the end of Oak Street in Mt. Shasta.
As we were moving in I told my family there was a ghost here but she wasn't a bad ghost and I told them the story of how she had killed herself because the love of her life died in World war II. This house was built around 1925 and we lived there from 1990 to 1992. At the time I insulated the atticwith 8 inches of fiberglass insulation so we wouldn't freeze to death that year which is why people can still live there now in 2020. Before it had only sawdust in the attic which is a fire hazard and I could see while installing the fiberglass insulation then with my then 15 year old son that there had been a fire in the attic by the charred cross pieces up there reinforcing the roof.
So, I told my family about the lovely female ghost who couldn't face living without her man, the love of her life and so she tried to be with him by taking her own life sometime during or after World War II.
So, we moved in in 1990 in the Fall and my son went from being 15 to 17 years old and a student at Mt. Shasta High School. He often rode his bike to school in over 1 foot of snow which is something I likely wouldn't have done but then again I didn't grow up in the snow except for my year at a private school in Santa Fe New Mexico when I was 17 myself in 1965 and I graduated in May of 1966 there in Santa Fe, New Mexico from High School by the way. I mostly grew up in Glendale, California from 1956 when I was 8 to age 21 in 1969 when I moved first to the Hollywood Hills to my actor aunt and uncles place because it had a great swimming pool and then I moved to Venice, California because I got a job as an electrician there after my folks moved to the San Diego area then in 1969.
So, my son told me one day he wanted to go to the graveyard and use a Ouiji board. I told him this was a really bad idea but of course he didn't listen to me. He was also throwing Celtic Runes to divine the future then and throwing Tarot cards too and eventually my two daughters got sort of into this sort of thing too. But, it isn't my thing to do this even though I sometimes see the value of Synchronicity in it. In that all the universe is interconnected and so through synchronicity which you find at all points in the entire universe manifests itself in the throw of the cards often too. But, for me it is kind of spooky just like using a pendulum (which I used to help divine the Loma Prieta Earthquake after The Grim Reaper appeared to me and showed me the week when it would occur.
So, anyway, I really wanted my son to not go into a graveyard and use a Ouiji board because only bad things usually come from doing things like this. So, anyway about this time my son walked out of his bedroom and saw the full apparition of the beautiful female ghost in her wedding dress and almost fainted.
Actually, I think she was helping me with my son to get him on the right path now that I think about it. She likely saw him and my then 3 year old daughter as her own children since she lived in the house with us.
But, immediately he never used a Ouiji board ever again in his life but continued using Celtic Runes and Tarot cards sometimes to see what the future was bringing.
But, this was a nice ghost likely helping my son. This wasn't one of the bad ones and it scared my son so bad that he almost shit his pants. And this was a nice ghost.
By God's Grace
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